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Chapter 2 : Ambush
.. The battle for supremacy had begun. Swarms of zerg sought to overrun and kill the 101st 'Blood Eagles'. Normal soldiers would of run for their lives, but the thought never came to any soldier in the 101st. They were the elite. As far as they were concerned, retreat was not an option unless it was an order.
"Battle positions NOW! Goliath, cover our flanks. Do not let them surround us. Reinforcements are on the way, hold your ground. For humanity...", yelled Corporal Kelly on the intercom.
Almost instantly, the marines formed a barrier. Their CMC-300 armor and Gauss rifles glinting from the deadly rays of the Marcis Prime IX's sun. The goliath's engine roared to life as it moved to a position to support the 101st's flank.
The intercom was quiet, as the 101st looked towards the direction of the approaching army. Hordes and hordes of zerglings formed the front line of the attack. These small dog-like creatures had deadly sharp fangs capable of piercing into the marine's armor. Every second brought the marines closer to what might be their death. When the zerglings reached within firing range. All hell broke, the gauss rifles came to life and fired deadly bullets into the zerg lines. But they kept coming.. urged onwards by their cerebrate. Casualties were not an issue with the zerg.
Corporal Kelly morale was starting to dim. The odds were against them and the zerglings had managed to penerate his lines. This was not good. To his right, a zergling had jumped onto a marine and slowly clawed his way through his armor. The marine had dropped his gun on the ground. Kelly thought he was a fool, your gun was your life. If you drop your gun, you can kiss good bye to your life. He aimed his gauss rifle towards the zergling and shot him to the ground with short, aimed bursts. The marine thanked him and picked up his gauss rifle.
The lines of advancing zerglings were thinning, and they were easily containable. Kelly aimed his sights on the two zergings trying to escape and gave his rifle free rein. The zerglings fell down. Purple blood oozing through their wounds.
"We won this round, guys. But they're be back for more. This time, they're throw all they got at us. Initiate, formation B.", ordered Corporal Kelly.
The goliaths formed the first line, whereas the marines formed the second line. The goliaths were there to take the damage from the incoming, and the marines were to offer support fire from their safe positions shielded by the goliath.
"More incoming zergs this time around, they're outnumbering us at least twenty to one this time. They're throwing everything at us. They've got lings, mutas... artgh... they even got Utralisks. I'm guessing this is it, the cerebrate's last stand. For humanity.. good luck guys and girls", cracked a voice over the intercom.
From nowhere, enemies had unburrowed from behind their position. "Second line, enemy behind us. Turn around and fire." The zerg had the 101st surrounded front and back.
The loud noise of firing could be heard for miles, as the goliath and marines literally fought back to back to hold off the zerg swarm.
A concussion grenade took care of the zerglings trying to rip Kelly's CMC-300 armor apart. He jumped to side to avoid the Hydralisks acid spine. It hit the back of a goliath and made a small dent in it's level III armor. Kelly tried to fire his gauss rifle but it had no ammo. He cried out in frustration. He had to think fast or that Hydralisk would end his life. Kelly had an idea. He pulled out a blade of the side of his backpack and threw it at the Hydralisk. It struck it right at the eye and slowly bled to death.
If reinforcements didn't come soon, him and his platoon would be toast... suddenly out of nowhere. Blue shimmers of light appeared and warriors with golden armor and blue blades materialised. Kelly gasped, Protoss zealots. More warriors were now materialiasing and the zealot's were joined by more and more Dragoons. These warriors had four legs and were capable of disolving it's enemies in a blue ball of energy. Kelly prayed that the Protoss were on his side.
What was the fate of the 101st 'Blood Eagles'? Were the Protoss on his side?